"Oh my God! Someone's been murdered!" Before Wan Xueying could say anything, the person who didn't have a sword at his neck shouted instead.
"Shut up!" Wan Xueying looked at the man coldly and shouted, "Otherwise, don't blame the sword for being blind! I am ruthless!"
"Xueying, we all live in the same village, why do you have to do this? Put your sword away quickly, can't we just leave our things behind?" The man who was held at swordpoint by her tried to persuade her with a trembling voice.
"When you two, father and son, came to our house late at night to steal things, why didn't you consider that we all live in the same village?" Wan Xueying's tone became even colder.
"If we weren't starving to death, we wouldn't have set our sights on yours!" the man she held with the sword argued.
"You guys think you're right to steal things?" Wan Xueying was almost laughing out of anger.
"It's not about whether it's reasonable or not, but you brought back so many things today, why not help the people in the village?"
Wan Xueying sneered, "How ridiculous! If I were to help someone, I should give it to those who have helped our family before. What about you and your son? You're idle all day, stealing, being lazy, and even bullying the villagers. Why should I help you?"
This father and son were notorious scoundrels in the village. The old man was called Liu Lao Lai, the one she was holding with the sword. As the name suggested, no one even remembered his real name over time.
His son's name was Liu Ergou. When he was younger, he'd taken advantage of his age and often snatched things Anping and Wan Xueying had gotten first. For example, if they picked wild vegetables or caught fish or shrimp first, Liu Ergou would rush over and grab them without hesitation, insisting that he saw it first and it was his.
However, An Ping and Wan Xueying had learned some martial arts from An Dayong, and both siblings were willing to fight to the death. If he dared to rob, they would join forces. Even when only one of them had to fight alone, Liu Ergou didn't gain much advantage. Over time, Liu Ergou became less willing to provoke them.
They say a child's character can be seen at the age of three. This guy is already in his twenties, but he still can't stop being a jerk. It seems to be getting worse, and he's even worse than his father.
During the meal, the village chief specifically mentioned them, asking Wan Xueying and the others to be careful so that they wouldn't get their eyes on any good things, otherwise they would have to take action.
Both father and son are a little clever, but they only steal petty crimes.
For example, when stealing food from villagers, they would only steal a portion each time and leave some for the owner. Just like this time, only one person stole a sack of things and planned to leave.
The families whose property was stolen from often felt it wasn't worth filing a complaint with the government for such a small sum. Even if they did, the father and son would at most receive a beating and then be released. Afterward, they continued stealing and robbing. They even deliberately troubled those who filed complaints, annoying them greatly. They were definitely worthy of the name "scoundrel."
They were making quite a bit of noise right now. After hearing the noise, An Dayong and An Ping got up and rushed over.
"Xueying, what happened?" An Dayong, who came out first, asked.
"Dad, two big rats came to our house and I caught them." Wan Xueying replied with a smile.
"Ouch!" An Dayong joked after seeing who it was, "These two mice are quite big."
"That's right, it's the same size as a human, but it doesn't do human things!"
"Dad, what should we do with these two guys? Should we beat them up first?" Anping, who came out later, rubbed his hands together, as if he was going to fight.
"No, we'll put the things down right now, don't hit us." Liu Ergou was quite filial. Even if Wan Xueying didn't put a sword to his neck, he didn't leave his father alone and run away. It was also because An Dayong and An Ping came out quickly that he didn't have time to react.
"Xueying, what do you think?" The man was caught by Wan Xueying, and An Dayong planned to listen to her opinion.
"Let my eldest brother go and call the village chief and some neighbors over." The father and son were shameless. Wan Xueying was afraid that they would deny their guilt later and bite back. So she decided to keep the status quo and let the village chief and others deal with it.
"Dad, should I go find the village chief and the others now?" An Ping asked An Dayong.
"Okay, go quickly and come back soon." An Dayong nodded in agreement.
"Brother, don't make the village chief too tired in the middle of the night. Can you drive the mule cart to pick him up?" Wan Xueying had quite a few horse-drawn carriages and mule carts. In order to make it easier for the An family to come in and out, she gave one directly to the An family.
Going to bother the village chief in the middle of the night, she had to be polite. The village chief was old and couldn't handle the harassment, so it was safer to bring him over by mule cart. Besides, she was getting tired holding the sword against Liu Laolai's neck for so long, so saving some time would be best.
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll be back soon." These days, driving a mule doesn't require a license, so it's easy to learn. Anping only needed a few lessons with the driver to master the technique. After receiving the order, the novice happily set off alone in the mule cart.
"Xueying, do we need to tie up the father and son with a rope and wait for someone to come?" An Dayong made this suggestion because he saw Wan Xueying had been holding the sword against Liu Laolai's neck and was afraid that she would be too tired.
"No need." Wan Xueying shook her head. "Dad, just keep an eye on Liu Ergou and don't let him get away." Then she threatened, "But don't be afraid. If he dares to run, I'll chop Liu Laolai to pieces. My skills are pretty good. I won't chop him to death. At most, I'll chop him half to death."
Liu Ergou quickly stated: "Don't chop my father, I will definitely not run away." Even if he ran away, it would be useless as long as his father was still there.
Wan Xueying felt that Liu Ergou was so wise and relieved her worries, so she said, "Then let's wait for the village chief and others to arrive."
Liu Laolai was frightened to death by the sword at his neck, but he didn't want to lose face in front of his son. He said to save face, "If you have the guts, then chop me off? Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
"Ha, someone's actually made such a rude request. I'd be remiss if I didn't grant it to you." Wan Xueying said this before raising her sword. Amidst the exclamations of Liu Laolai and Liu Ergou, she chopped off Liu Laolai's scalp and slashed off his sparse locks. Blood immediately gushed from the shaved area of Liu Laolai's head, and the remaining hair on his head spread out like flowers, looking both terrifying and a little comical.
"Dad!" Liu Ergou exclaimed again, "Are you okay?" After saying that, he wanted to step forward to snatch the person away, but Wan Xueying's sword was once again placed on Liu Laolai's neck.
"I'm fine." Liu Laolai's voice trembled even more violently. After a series of dripping sounds, a yellow liquid was left on the ground under him, and the smell was very foul.
Wan Xueying, with a look of disgust on her face, said, "I'm sure he won't die this time, but I can't guarantee my hands won't shake next time." Then she asked provocatively, "How about Liu Laolai, repeat what you just said?" This kind of person might not be afraid of being beaten or scolded, but he certainly wasn't afraid of death. This was the kind of intimidation Wan Xueying wanted, so they wouldn't dare even think of targeting their family again.
Liu Laolai was so frightened this time that he kept saying, "No, no, lady, spare me! I won't dare to do that again! I won't say that again!"
"Then both of you better behave yourself! Give an honest account to the village chief later."
Liu Laolai quickly expressed his stance again: "Okay, let's be honest and tell the truth later."
Anping was driving a mule cart alone for the first time, and he was filled with excitement. Although the mule cart was not moving very fast, he felt like he was traveling at lightning speed and had arrived at the village chief's house in no time.
In the middle of the night, he woke up the village chief to explain his purpose and also asked a few people to go home with him to serve as witnesses.
I originally thought that Liu Laolai and his son could still argue for a while, but I didn't expect that when he saw the village chief, he acted as if he had seen a savior and confessed everything that happened tonight.
"Village Chief, we accept the punishment! Any punishment is fine!" God knows how many times Wan Xueying's hands had shaken while waiting for the village chief and his men to arrive. He now had several small cuts on his neck, all caused by Wan Xueying's "carelessness."
It's so torturous! It's even more terrifying than beating them up!
"How are the injuries on your head and neck?" the village chief asked, fearing that he would come to settle the score with him.
After Wan Xueying gave him a cold look, Liu Laolai quickly said, "It's okay, it's okay. It just looks scary, but actually, there's nothing wrong. It doesn't hurt much."
"That's good." The village chief felt so relieved! It was like his own son suddenly becoming sensible, and he was still a little uncomfortable with it.
"Dayong, how do you think we should deal with this matter?" After all, the An family was the victim, so the village chief would seek their opinion first.
"Xueying, what do you think?" An Dayong did not answer the village chief's question immediately, and once again handed the right of disposal to Wan Xueying.
"Dad, should we listen to the village chief?" Wan Xueying didn't want to show off in front of so many elders.
An Dayong nodded and said to the village chief, "Then our whole family will listen to you."
"Well," the village chief nodded, "I'll handle this matter. Logically, Liu Laolai and his son committed theft. Even if the government doesn't punish them, we should still expel their entire family from the village. But considering that Liu Laolai's ancestors lived in our village, let's give them a chance and give each of them thirty strokes with a bamboo stick. What do you think?"
This decision clearly benefited Liu Laolai and his son. It was likely because the village chief was too lenient that they felt safe and secure. It was no wonder they had no desire to resist when they heard Anping was going to find the village chief to resolve the matter.
The silence of the crowd also showed that they did not agree with the village chief's decision. The village chief thought for a moment and said, "How about asking them to do something for the An family? Just as compensation for the An family?"
"Uncle Village Chief," Wan Xueying said, "We don't need them to do anything for our family. I think we can spare them the thirty strokes of the bamboo cane."
"Is there such a good thing?" Liu Laolai's eyes widened. He didn't expect that Wan Xueying not only had no intention of punishing them more severely, but also pleaded for them?
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